#988
While the orchestra were singing,
under my blanket I am reading
While waiting
for my time on leaving
As the memories flash in my window,
childhood days says hello
Crystal clear in my eyes were flowing
This art made me shed a river.
under my blanket I am reading
While waiting
for my time on leaving
As the memories flash in my window,
childhood days says hello
Crystal clear in my eyes were flowing
This art made me shed a river.
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